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Nowhere Anything Somehow


if only i was what i am
if only i wasn't what i'm not
if only truth were true

then i might have my conscious will

timing is anything
its metronome is the hearbeat of essence
in this existence of blindness

reason without truth
makes this dream of mine
to be lived, to be seen, but never to be real...

where nothing is, could be, or shall ever be anything at all